We All Come Out From Gogol's 'overcoat'.

My Feelings, Gratitude, For Instance, Are Denied Me Simply Because Of My Social Position.

It Is Not Possible To Eat Me Without Insisting That I Sing Praises Of My Devourer?

Every Man Needs A Place To Go To.

They Have This Social Justification For Every Nasty Thing They Do!

He Did Not Know That The New Life Would Not Be Given Him For Nothing, That He Would Have To Pay Dearly For It, That It Would Cost Him Great Striving, Great Suffering. But That Is The Beginning Of A New Story -- The Story Of The Gradual Renewal Of A Man, The Story Of His Gradual Regeneration, Of His Passing From One World Into Another, Of His Initiation Into A New Unknown Life. That Might Be The Subject Of A New Story, But Our Present Story Is Ended.